-Three to six months laterSame old suit. Same old wedding ring. Same old cheerful lines about reforming the second he could out of jail for the second time ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

Dying was, altogether, a messy and prolonged business, but the Marquis de Carabas knew that, in most cases, death was considerably more prolonged than his had been, if not quite as messy ( Read more... )